but a heart that can feel. You, I hope, will sometimes think
kindly of your grateful
LEO KNIEPP.

Muller kept this letter as one of his most sacred treasures.

The "Kniepp Case" was really, as Bauer had predicted, the last in
Muller's public career. Even the friendliness of the kind old
chief could not keep him in his position after this new display
of the unreliability of his heart. But his quiet tastes allowed
him to live in humble comfort from the income of his little fortune.

Every now and then letters or telegrams will come for him and he
will disappear for several days. His few friends believe that the
police authorities, who refused to employ him publicly owing to his
strange weakness, cannot resist a private appeal to his talent
whenever a particularly difficult case arises.